Barb, best of luck for your mom's knee replacement. That procedure is a bear!
Xander ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Best of luck ~~ma to Barb's mom!!
Can anyone read this [link] headline and not think Time Bandits ?
(Whitefonted so you can look at the link first)
And ~ma to Barb's mom.
And didn't someone here mention Buddhist nuns eating meat because it was given them? Or was that in (gasp) some other forum.
Yeah, monks & nuns in Thailand aren't picky, afaik. (Although in Japan I understand they're vegetarians.) Thais have combined Buddhism with their ethos of "eat anything that doesn't move fast enough to escape" by the simple and pragmatic method of letting non-Buddhists do that pesky slaughtering bit. So long as you didn't personally kill the critter in question, it's all peachy. I confess, I find this a touch disingenuous, but, hey - yummy food.
-ma to Barb's mum.
Shir - your con sounded great, btw! Much envy! And...I kind of want to be all "Go cake! Choose cake!" but I figure you know which is most important to you, and you'll go with that. (But the cake does sound teh yum.)
~ma for Barb's mother.
And since nobody else answered Laga, I'll say that's it looks fine to me. At the very least, far better than saying "a three percent increase."
I'm eating matzo with peanut butter. Lunch will be matzo ball soup, with the matzo balls I made last night.
Three more days. Then I can have noodles.
Shir -- at least you only have to wait until Wednesday, and not Thursday, for cake and bread and stuff.
~ma to Barb's mom, and to her caretakers.
Managed to not eat that cake. I'll have kosher dinner. I'll handle tomorrow when tomorrow will come, and yes, Hil, I can't wait to have tons of stuff. Right now, I'm all "fuck noodles, I want pizza!".
Shir, there's the principle of "eating what is given you" even if it is not perfectly according to dietary rules.
My principle of obeying reasonless religious rules mostly goes like this: "if it doesn't hurt me/contradict or clash with anything I believe is right/should be the standard, I'll do it. Or try it". I can deal the food we have in my parents' home, even without matzo. Not devour and enjoy every last crumb (matzo-brie. I shall revenge the absence of thee), but it's food, and I'm not taking for granted having it. Or not having to cook it.
Matzo, matzo man
So, so true.
So, I'm thinking God wants me to have that cake. Right?Let me get this straight... you were starving from not eating (properly) at the Con... and your choice is "do I eat the non-kosher cake". I'm sorry, this SCRREAMS Eddie Izzard "Cake or death", and I have to say, CAKE CAKE CAKE!!! Alas, I see you didn't follow everyone's advice.
Funny, how the topic of cake generated more posts in the overnight/morning, than practically all day yesterday.
Pix, I hope the insomnia bugs buzzed off and let you get some sleep, and the gronk isn't too fierce.
Barb, I'm sending Miami-Mom~ma for a safe knee replacement. And, it sounds like some unruly patient~ma to her caregivers.
Off to work. And the long days start. Here's to hoping my designer stops being cranky and wanting $20,000 worth of equipment when we only have $6,000 budget. :: sigh ::